Back to Top

Boyz N the Hood Video (MV)




Performed By: 6grid.E
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Eric White




6grid.E - Boyz N the Hood Lyrics




Uh
Who dat
Out here
Toting glocks boy

Heard you
A lil rat
Heard you ran
To the cops boy

You ain't no lil gangsta
So you better watch your mouth boy
Hanging with the opps
That right there will get you shot boy

(Uhh oooo)

Yea my
Trigger finger
Froze Forreal

Down up on my block
I know some niggas
That just love to kill

Never sold
My soul

Not especially
For a record deal
Down up on my block
They'll come
Kill you
Just to see a Mill (Million)

Down up on my block it can get ugly
Drip up on my waist too my feet so don't you touch me
Have that nigga
Walking like a zombie
All up in my pictures
Trynna kiss me
Got her face wrapped like a mummy

Ask the lord
Forgive my sins
Nigga im
Just trynna win

All the money
Brings all the problems
This shit
Will never end

Oh they said
He spent again

But one got hit
They killed his friend

They say he a top shotta
But I bet
He wont come on this end

Oh yea
He a hot boy
Well lemme
See that glock boy

This not dancing with the stars
But im dancing
With my glock boy

Oh yea
She is hot boy

She good
At giving
Top boy

Dancing on
The knob
She a beautiful
Lil thot boy

Uh
Who dat
Out here
Toting glocks boy

Heard you
A lil rat
Heard you ran
To the cops boy

You ain't no lil gangsta
So you better watch your mouth boy
Hanging with the opps
That right there will get you shot boy

(Uhh oooo)

Yea my
Trigger finger
Froze Forreal

Down up on my block
I know some niggas
That just love to kill

Never sold
My soul

Not especially
For a record deal
Down up on my block
They'll come
Kill you
Just to see a Mill (Million)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Uh
Who dat
Out here
Toting glocks boy

Heard you
A lil rat
Heard you ran
To the cops boy

You ain't no lil gangsta
So you better watch your mouth boy
Hanging with the opps
That right there will get you shot boy

(Uhh oooo)

Yea my
Trigger finger
Froze Forreal

Down up on my block
I know some niggas
That just love to kill

Never sold
My soul

Not especially
For a record deal
Down up on my block
They'll come
Kill you
Just to see a Mill (Million)

Down up on my block it can get ugly
Drip up on my waist too my feet so don't you touch me
Have that nigga
Walking like a zombie
All up in my pictures
Trynna kiss me
Got her face wrapped like a mummy

Ask the lord
Forgive my sins
Nigga im
Just trynna win

All the money
Brings all the problems
This shit
Will never end

Oh they said
He spent again

But one got hit
They killed his friend

They say he a top shotta
But I bet
He wont come on this end

Oh yea
He a hot boy
Well lemme
See that glock boy

This not dancing with the stars
But im dancing
With my glock boy

Oh yea
She is hot boy

She good
At giving
Top boy

Dancing on
The knob
She a beautiful
Lil thot boy

Uh
Who dat
Out here
Toting glocks boy

Heard you
A lil rat
Heard you ran
To the cops boy

You ain't no lil gangsta
So you better watch your mouth boy
Hanging with the opps
That right there will get you shot boy

(Uhh oooo)

Yea my
Trigger finger
Froze Forreal

Down up on my block
I know some niggas
That just love to kill

Never sold
My soul

Not especially
For a record deal
Down up on my block
They'll come
Kill you
Just to see a Mill (Million)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Eric White
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: 6grid.E

Tags:
No tags yet